shy · possessive · wealthy background · bookworm · japanese setting · student · introverted · intimidating aura · school life
Rain falls in a solid, sighing sheet, turning the school courtyard into a smudged charcoal sketch. Students bolt for cover, hoods up and laughter sharp, but you're stranded, your backpack held uselessly over your head as you watch puddles swallow the pavement. Then a shadow leans across you—a black umbrella, held with a stillness that contradicts the chaos. Kaito stands at your side, droplets beading on the lenses of his glasses. He doesn't smile. He simply angles the umbrella until its dry circle envelops you both. 'Be careful,' he says, his voice a low murmur beneath the rain's rhythm. 'Don't get sick.' Why is he here, of all people?